Villain Boss Raiders [Transmigration Book]

Meng Cang paused for a quarter of an hour, but Zhong Bieli was never seen.

That should be the servant who served Ye Fai personally, a little anxious, stepped forward and asked him: "Sir?"

Meng Cang apologized: "Lead the way."

Little servant: "Yes, you follow the little one, don't get lost, the path in the mansion is crooked, you need to be careful."

Meng Cang was noncommittal, and did not directly say that his spiritual sense had detected the location of the place he was going to... But, it was completely different from the place Zhong Bieli said the big monster was hiding... It was clearly a normal courtyard.

Since he is a great demon, the method of hiding his demonic aura must not be known to outsiders.

Meng Cang raised his sword and slowly approached the whimpering flute.

There is a large white crabapple planted outside the man's yard, which is already withered at this time.On both sides of the road, there were countless fallen flowers, some of which were blown by the wind from the courtyard.

Meng Cang's shoes stepped on the falling flowers, and the illusory sound of the flute was still in his ears. He suddenly thought of a dream he had before he went down the mountain.

In the fairy mountain on the sea, in the deep courtyard in the mountain, he pushed open a door.

There was a tall plane tree growing behind the door, and the young man on the tree was playing a bamboo flute, and when he noticed him coming in, he jumped to the ground with a smile.

The other party recognized his identity: "Mr. Hengliu."

Meng Cang asked him, "What tune did you play just now?"

The man said: "I heard it from my old friend, but I don't know the name."

Meng Cang noticed that he had been staring at his birthmark, and explained, "It's a birthmark."

In the dream, he called the young man by name: "Ye Fei?"

"it's me."

The man replied with a smile.

This man was dressed in a green shirt and a green robe, with a thin body, a jasper belt was loosely tied around his waist, a red ribbon was tied around his wrist, an ordinary copper bell was tied underneath, and a snake-shaped earring hung from one ear, which was coquettish and absurd.

I'm afraid it's someone only in dreams...

"Ye Fai."

He recalled the name again in his dream, as if he was not calling his brother's only son, but an old friend who he had known for a long time and had an unusual relationship.

As he whispered, the person in front of him smiled again.

Smiling lightly, like the most enchanting flower in thousands of miles.

The dream and reality suddenly merged into one at this moment, and Meng Cang couldn't tell whether it was a dream at that time, or he never left a dream at all.

Meng Cang breathed a sigh of relief when the remote courtyard door opened and passed through the flower bed.

It is still very different from the dream.

The door was opened from the inside, and a thin boy who was only as tall as his chest was hiding behind the door, revealing half of his body.

He was wearing a water-blue satin dress, with patterns of begonias embroidered on the silver belt at the corners, and a pair of big watery eyes on his palm-sized face.

Although he is also a rare and beautiful boy in the world, he is far from the green robed man he saw in his dream, and it can be said that Haitang is comparable to Shaoyao.

The latter is far more coquettish and radiant, as if it could burn his heart to death.

Meng Cang spoke softly, put away his sword, squatted down, stared at the young man's eyes, and said with a smile, "Ye Fai?"

The boy timidly replied, "It's me. Who are you?"

Meng Cang touched the top of his head: "Meng Cang, your father told me to come and pick you up to Qingjingmen."

The young man looked curious and confused: "Qingjingmen? Isn't that Daddy's sect? Are you going to accept me as an apprentice?"

Meng Cang thought of his brother's last wish, and said helplessly, "This is not urgent, you tell me first, do you want to go to Qingjingmen?"

The young man said with a smile: "If you can cultivate immortality, of course you are willing, why not."

Meng Cang patted him on the shoulder again with satisfaction, but he couldn't see anything unusual about the young man.

However, since Zhong Zhuan said that, it's better to check carefully.

"Hey, you should avoid the others first."

"it is good……"

Seeing that the young man and the boy had all exited the courtyard, Meng Cang stepped into the center of the courtyard, separated his feet slightly, put his middle and index fingers together, and pinched a spell to exorcise evil spirits in his hand.

"sword!"

The spirit sword that was always by his side was unsheathed.

Meng Cang bit his lip, drew a totem-like spirit formation in the air with his virtual fingers, using the essence and blood as a guide, and made a formula with both hands to drive the spirit formation into the sword with a wisp of his own consciousness.When the spirit sword got this, it felt like it was conscious, and began to rotate rapidly around the entire courtyard.

After a few laps, the power contained in the blood essence was exhausted, and there was still no abnormality.

That lawless monster seemed to be just imagined by Zhong Bieli.

"receive."

The white light of the long sword covered the whole body, turning into a white spot, and merged into the Taoist priest's palm.

Meng Cang: "Come in."

The young Ye Fei approached him and asked curiously, "Are you ready?"

Meng Cang shook his head: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Pokong Formation has nothing to do with the big demon's sorcery, so I just ask that after leaving, don't take any strange things with me.

Ye Fei asked: "Then I go back and pack my things?"

Meng Cang said "Yes", "You have to say goodbye to your mother first."

Ye Fei responded with a smile, and the two feet ran fast, and went back to the house to pack their luggage.

Meng Cang had nothing to do, so he also went in to watch him tidy up.

Walking to the desk, he suddenly stopped.

There was a pot of unknown green plants on it, and a piece of raw paper fell on the edge of the pot.

"Are you practicing calligraphy?"

When Meng Cang lifted the piece of paper, his expression froze when he saw the young man who was still smiling just now.

Curiously, he unfolded the piece of paper that had been stained with flower mud, and there were only two calligraphy characters crooked like earthworms written on it:

Li Jun.

The characters are much simpler than the common fonts in this world. If Meng Cang hadn't been well-informed, it would be difficult to see the meaning of the characters at a glance.

"Is this your friend?"

Seeing the young man looking at the paper eagerly, Meng Cang thought it was funny and returned the paper to him.

The boy pulled it over and stuffed it into his arms, and then he stretched his smile: "It's not my friend, it's me...Brother Meng will see him sooner or later."

"is it?"

Meng Cang laughed lightly: "When you go back to Qingjingmen, you still need to learn to practice calligraphy."

The young man looked shocked: "Xiu Xian, why do you still need to practice calligraphy?"

Meng Cang stroked his head: "Handwriting is like human skin. If you want to practice kendo, you must practice calligraphy first."

The villain boss's smile froze again.

He thought sullenly, the number of times he petted his cat in the past, now he might be taken back by Meng Cang all at once.

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From this chapter to the end of the Meng Cang part, it is basically sweet